I watched as the tall Lycan strolled over to greet us both. He smiled and his teeth were a perfect shade of white. His skin was sun-kissed and he was muscular. He was tall, but still a bit shorter than Everest.
He took my hand in his and smiled as he brought it to his lips. "It is nice to finally meet my cousins mate. News of a fated mate naturally traveled quickly through the Lycan territory." He held my hand a little longer than I liked, so I pulled it away causing him to grin.
I could feel my mates jealousy and anger begin to rise through our bond. I moved so I was closer to him, barely touching his arm and he settled easily. Even though he was family, his cousin was still unmated and an obvious open flirt. Not caring if this was his cousins fated mate or not.
Most Lycans, because
